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*Barely puts up hand to cover face*

*Get hurled through a wall*

*Gets up and dusts self off*

*Looks at WK*

You have a quarrel with me, you tell me yourself, not get you contraption to fight for you.

*laughs*
No real quarrel. I just don't like you
*pats Manticore fondly*

[Stops bartender from serving Leonie]
We already have a soused Commissar, please for the love of common sense, no more.

[Yarrick still leaning on Benny]: M'not a commarsar.

[Sighs] No, quite right, you're a drunk.

*Pats hilt of sword*

Then do you wish to do something about it? I may be handicapped, but I still have a couple decades of battle under my belt.

*Flips up visor*

But before that...

*Grabs mead and downs it in one go*

*Wipes lips with arm and puts the cup on the bar*

There we go, ready when you are elf.

*laughs again*
It'd hardly be fair would it? It would be like beating up a child for me, and a boring fight isn't much of a fight at all.
*Manticore's eyes seem to glow brighter for a minute*

*Smiles and pulls down visor*

I would hope I am not what I seem then.

*Draws sword*

Have at thee.

*draws sword and gives Vanden a mocking bow*
After you human.

*wolves back off and form a circle*
Place ya bets, place ya bets!

Shaper vs knight...
*Marla sighs, mutters idiot gonna be hurtif lucky l, and sits down with a glass of wine watching*

I believe the saying is ladies first, so, after you please.

*Casually stretching broken arm*

Huh, its recovering faster than I thought.

*Looks at wolves*

I believe the bet is Knight vs Elf now.

*Throws over a gold piece*

My bet is on the knight!

*lunges forward at lightning speed towards Vanden and unleashes a fury of sword strikes*
If you insist.

*Slowly turns head to Benny*

I think you forgetting something.

*Stands up and shoves Benny away*

I CAN'T GET DRUNK!

NOW IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND.

Buzz off.

*Sits back down gesturing for another drink*

*Takes a step back and parries all attacks with slight surprise*

*Locks blade by the hilt and attempts to knee WK*

Pah you're fast...

*spins around the knee and does another flurry of blows at the back of Vanden's neck*
And you're slow as molasses

*Ducks under blows and wraps arm around WK's waist*

*Lifts her up and runs into the bar with her*

*Drops her onto the bar and steps back*

And you are as light as a four year old.

*squirms out of Vanden's grip and leaps free before he hits the bar*
*lands lightly on her feet*
Really? That's the best technique you have?

*Takes a swig and watches fight*

Heh.

weaklings.

*Orders more drinks*

[Goes flying and lands on floor under Yarrick]
... [Struggles to get up]

Why do I even bother?

"If an opponent is lighter than you, use your power as best you can, they will not leave you much room for error."
That is one of my lessons that I taught my son.

*Points at WK*

Do not prove me wrong.

*Looks over at Z15*

Do you wish to say something child? I'll be happy to listen to it.

V*marla and Maria sat laughing in corner with wine and medical kits*

Look, its late, minor wounds only please

*Looks at Vanden*

Keep you eyes on your opponent.

*Looks at Benny*

Because your a good person, that's why.

*Stands up and walks out of the bar*

*Leans against a tree and looks into the sky*

*Smiles*

Good advice...

*Returns gaze back to WK*

Are you going to attack, or must I do everything?

*wolves booo*

You call this a bar fight?

I hope the Knight wins, so I can face the winner.

*smirks*

Assuming the gue'la is in a good enough state to be challenge. If he ever was.

*lunges at Vanden again*
*darts in and out, throwing a flurry of blows each time*

[Yarrick half asleep and cuddling Benny on the floor] Yer a wizzard, Benny...

[Benny looks over to Marla] Help me get this one to bed before he wakes up and starts drinking again?

[Yarrick raises hand] Mine's a dubble...

*Parries every attack*

*Increasing in speed*

Bend your elbow and move in with your leg, it carries more weight.

*Knocks blade to the side and gently trips WK*

Position your feet in a way that your centre of balance is at your core, it makes it harder for you to be knocked over.

*marla helps yarrick up with maria*

No one get hurt now...

*,Carry yarrick over to the baneblade and leave water and a asprin for when he wakes*
Sleep well commisar
*Covers with blanket and leaves a note explaining*

*Sits with maria drinking by repressor with wine *

*Wolves keep betting on fight*

*OT comes out of his rooms looking deeply saddened. Sees the bar fight*

OT: I've no want for this

*OT walks outside and Perenelle follows after him*

*nimbly avoids being tripped*
Really? You're trying to give me lessons in sword fighting?
*cuts Vanden on one arm with a lightning fast slash*



OOC:
I'm heading off to my weekly Nerdfest session in a bit (read: DnD). Feel free to NPC any of my characters while I'm gone, just don't seriously injure/kill any of them.

*Parries blade again and knocks WK away with foot*

This is no challenge I am afraid. Sit down, perhaps I will fight you when I wish to harm you, but I have no ill will against you at this time, so I will just fight the bird that threatened me before.

*Gestures to BJ*

What say you?

OOC Pointless to continue a fight if you're going.